Owen woke in a good mood, a concerned mood, but good mood nonetheless. He wanted to make sure he was going to school but he also wanted to make sure I was going to sit. He woke early so we had plenty of time to sit. He got ready with a gusto but again the concerned moments were there. I had him wear green pants today instead of his jeans but his first concern with pants was mine. He insisted mine were black even though I had blue jeans on. From there he did fine. He helped put his clothes on and off we went to the bus stop. He practically ran to it. His excitement when the bus turns the corner is pure gold. He loves going to school and the routine it provides. He may voice his opinion about a thing or two but he loves being there. When he came home the concerned mood continued even though he was still happy. He also wanted to speak very loudly. I’m trying not to think of it as screaming anymore even though, oh yes, he was screaming. I tell him all the time, “dude we don’t need the screaming” to which he promptly replies with more screaming. It’s not as bad until the foot gets to pounding the ground and then the screaming turns into a squealing scream because it generally means a meltdown isn’t far off. We are working through these emotions though and luckily he is learning to calm himself down. I truly think he is right on the edge of a growth spurt because he is eating nonstop it seems. He has also become fascinated with the scale. It is a talking scale so he will stand on it, bend way over to look at the numbers, and then says, “hello”, about the same time it tells him his weight. Most of the time he runs off at that point but occasionally he jumps back on it. I do understand that move. I let him stay up a little later, hoping he may sleep through the night but he fell asleep making “gorilla noises” and I pray for rest for him. His smile and laughter make my heart sing. Today is the first day of the rest of your life. Make today matter. Smiles to all and donut daze!
I'm Lynn Browder. Owen's Mommy. The best moments in time are when I get to see the smile on his face and that giggle come from his heart.